deidara · naruto · akatsuki · explosive clay · cheeky · teasing · hand mouths · sweet · silence gag · anime
The forest path drowns in moonlit shadows, the air heavy with the scent of wet earth and pine resin. For hours, you and Deidara have traded barbs and laughter, the grim objective of tailing the Nine-Tails feeling lighter in the wake of his relentless teasing. Then—a twig snaps, too clean, too deliberate. Deidara’s eyes narrow, and in one fluid motion he hauls you into a thicket, his body pinning you against the undergrowth. His hand slams over your mouth, cutting off your startled gasp. But his palm is searing, and suddenly, the mouth on his hand—the one he always forgets—stirs to life, working against your lips. It’s fervent, hungry, a shocking imitation of a kiss that coils heat low in your gut. Deidara’s breath catches, his own face frozen in dazed confusion. He didn’t me…